“Wait! Come back with my tricycle!” Eddy shouted, sprinting down the sidewalk after a glowing green blur. The tricycle zipped through the air like it had wings—because, well, it kind of did. It had rocket boosters, holographic handlebars, and a time-dial that spun faster than a merry-go-round on caffeine. And now, it was gone—stolen by something that looked like a talking marshmallow with antenna...
"Zap!" Eddy jumped back as a spark flew from the tangled mess of wires in his hands. "That was close," he said, brushing soot off his overalls. His workshop—a cozy shed behind his house filled with blinking gadgets and humming machines—was buzzing with excitement.
"I think it's working!" said Anna, peering over his shoulder. She was Eddy’s best friend and always helped him test his wildest ideas.
Once upon a time, in the sleepy seaside town of Penang, there lived a curious 12-year-old named Eddy. He had wild chestnut hair that never quite stayed brushed, a pair of mismatched socks (on purpose), and a head full of dreams about places he’d never seen. Eddy loved adventure stories—tales of daring pirates, brave explorers, and magical lands hidden just beyond the horizon. But real adventures...
On the edge of a sparkling turquoise sea, where the horizon kissed the sky, lay Whale Island, a place where the waves whispered secrets to anyone who listened closely. The island was shaped like a giant humpback whale, its rocky cliffs curving like a tail and its sandy beaches gleaming like a smile. Here, ten-year-old Lily and her younger brother, Eddy, spent their summer days exploring, their...
Eddy, a lively nine-year-old with wild brown curls and a laugh that could cheer up a rainy day, was bursting with excitement for the annual school talent show. He dreamed of winning with his tap-dancing routine, his shiny shoes clicking like a metronome. But there was a hitch: Eddy’s nerves always got the better of him, making his feet tangle like jump ropes.
In the smoggy city of Ironclad, where towering steel walls blocked out the sun and drones buzzed like angry bees, eleven-year-old Nana lived in a cramped attic with her little brother, Eddy. The city was ruled by the High Council, a group of stern grown-ups who demanded everyone follow their rules. No laughing too loud, no running in the streets, and definitely no dreaming of a world beyond the...
In a world where the sky was alive with floating ships and shimmering gears, there lived a curious girl named Lily N. She had wild red curls, freckles dusted across her nose, and a mind always buzzing with questions. At ten years old, she was already something of an inventor’s apprentice — her dad, Professor N, built strange little machines that ticked and whirred in the most delightful ways. Her...
The salt-laced wind whipped Eddy's hair across his face as he scanned the glistening sands of Tanjung Bungah beach. The morning sun, a fiery orb in the pale sky, warmed his skin. He loved these early morning hunts, the beach deserted save for the scuttling crabs and the cries of distant gulls. The air smelled of brine and something sweet, like ripe mangoes from the nearby orchards.
The air buzzed with excitement, a mixture of cotton candy sweetness and the whirring of tiny robots. Colorful balloons bobbed against the bright blue sky, shaped like cartoon characters and computer mice. Streamers, printed with lines of code, fluttered from every booth. This was the Coding Carnival, a place where learning to code felt like playing the best game ever.
Eddy, a small boy with a mop of unruly brown hair that constantly fell into his eyes, bounced on the balls of his feet. His spectacles, perpetually askew, magnified his wide, curious eyes. He was a whirlwind of nervous energy, a stark contrast to Belle, who stood beside him, calm and collected.
